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Life after Death

I'd expected them to have died off by now and so I thought that I'd inspect the hive, as I got further through the colony I saw eggs and brood. That basically means that a Queen is laying and that there is hope.

If you’re a regular reader of the blog you’ll know that I’m a little bit obsessed with bees.  We have a Bee keeping volunteer programme and this week we went up to see the bees on the roof of St. Peter’s House.  Bee Cam is our live camera from one of our hives and you can watch the bees building their comb and going out foraging for nectar and pollen.  However, what amazed me this week wasn’t one of our two new colonies of bees but our old and dying colony.  To be honest I’d given up on it – I went to see it in March and it was not looking good – there was no Queen, no eggs and no brood which basically means that the colony is dying.  Without a Queen there is no way for the colony to grow and so it’s a case of gradually watching it die…gutted!

This week as we were checking the two healthy colonies I noted that there were a few bees entering the old hive, so I decided to have a peak in and see how they were doing.  I opened the hive and surprise, surprise there were bees! I’d expected them to have died off by now and so I thought that I’d inspect the hive, as I got further through the colony I saw eggs and brood.  That basically means that a Queen is laying and that there is hope.  Life is coming back to the Colony!   This week I’m going to feed it, change some frames and gradually start to build it up, my hope is that I can get it healthy and strong so that when the winter comes its future is secure.  The exciting life of a beekeeper…

As the city re-opens how can we ensure that we build up our strength and recover from the trauma of covid? Death was all around us, both literally and figuratively, and that trauma is still not over, but there are hopefully signs, and perhaps it’s now time to ensure that any  good life giving habits that you developed in lock-down can continue.  We could just rush back into the old way of living, but take a few moments to reflect on what brings you life and give that space to breathe and flourish. Make sure that you’re continuing to look after your whole being – taking time out for mind, body and soul and ensuring that you continue to grow and flourish as life returns to our city.

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